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Ten years

Ten years since Lyudmila. In the morning I went to the cemetery with the red carnations and with the tomato seeds from her envelope, I put the little packet in my pocket to show her that I still have them. I sat for an hour. The snow was dry, the sky was blue. A woman sang quietly somewhere far.

The cemetery path, 14 February.
The cemetery path, 14 February.

Dima called, and said that in the summer I will be a great-grandfather: Katya is expecting. I said: then I must live to the summer. I do not know where this old man finds the humour on such a day, but it comes.

2 Responses to “Ten years”

  1. Kolya Belov says:

    Vitya, I was there in the morning too, I left the carnations on the left. Do not be alone on that day.

  2. Erkin says:

    Viktor Ivanovich, a great-grandfather in the summer! Congratulations from Iyık Janyl.

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